When the way was shown br On deathbed lay br In the scheme of things br Of mortals here br What schemes for love br What grudge of the moral br br To the sands I bow br A palm of dustful br To the air I blow br On the measures small br Of love you measure br Who wants the gain br br The lioness my guard br The lioness she is br Of the beauty of love br Aware with broken heart br Who shalt then follow br Love’s bitter mystery br br A tiny particle of sand br I look to thee br The wonders I see br That toucheth the feet br Of the beloved’s street br br Many times and more br I wandered in despair br For moon of the first br In opposite I gaze br When thy cheek br Showeth on the pane br The window closed oft br 2912009br br Sadiqullah Khanbr br